MIDELONII

    It was the last day of the year and Hannah was having a party. She wasn’t going to have one, but then she thought about how wonderful the year had been. She’d got a promotion at work and had been able to finish the house she was building for her parents in her hometown—a dream house that had left them completely awestricken. She decided there was enough reason to throw a party. It wasn’t a big party, just her closest friends and some colleagues from work. She’d contracted out the cooking to one of the best caterers in town. Her guests had a variety of delicious dishes to choose from: pounded yam, jollof rice, fried rice, amala, and an assortment of side dishes. There was also a huge velvet cake that had everyone salivating. Drinks were of the soft variety and in abundance. No beer. Beer was an absolute no-no. She had a few bottles of hard drinks tucked away in a cabinet somewhere for when she had her occasional cravings, but no one was getting drunk on ...